Franco Nero goes platinum blonde, dons a strange wig and heads for the Caribbean in a frankly bizarre and not entirely successful outing for Enzo Castellari.
Nero is The Shark Hunter, a mysterious fellow on the island who appeared from nowhere but is rather good at catching sharks. He's got his girlfriend, who has caught the eye of local thug/potential rapist Werner Pochath, who works for local crime lord Gomez. Nero has found something out there in the sea, and he's suddenly got loads of people following him.
Following a requisite bar fight with Pochath, Nero begins to work with a happy-go-lucky guy who has the diving experience and the gear to dive over three hundred metres. This guy seems trustworthy, so Nero reveals that what's down there is plane with one hundred million dollars in it. When asked what he'd do with the money, the guy says he'd spend it on orphanages and hospitals for the poor. Care to guess what happens to him?
Gomez wants to get his hands on the money, as does a stranger American fellow who arrived on the island. Can Nero get to the money and suck it out of the sea using that vacuum gadget and that huge inflatable ball? Would that even work in real life?
There's still the question of who Nero is and why he knows the money is there, and that gives him a chance to do his near-crying acting and have a few flashbacks. There's not much in the way of gunplay in this one but Enzo Castellari does get to punch Franco Nero right in the face. I wonder if that's why he gave himself such a big role? Some frustrations with his actors rising to the surface there.
Werner Pochath makes a good bad guy so we don't need to worry about that, but there's something strangely lacking from this one. I could have sworn it was aimed at kids until the end where people started getting eaten by sharks and harpooned in the chest. It's not a bad film, don't get me wrong - it's just not Castellari at his best.
Strange credits too - F. Nero? W. Pochath? Did they run out of money or something?
Nero is The Shark Hunter, a mysterious fellow on the island who appeared from nowhere but is rather good at catching sharks. He's got his girlfriend, who has caught the eye of local thug/potential rapist Werner Pochath, who works for local crime lord Gomez. Nero has found something out there in the sea, and he's suddenly got loads of people following him.
Following a requisite bar fight with Pochath, Nero begins to work with a happy-go-lucky guy who has the diving experience and the gear to dive over three hundred metres. This guy seems trustworthy, so Nero reveals that what's down there is plane with one hundred million dollars in it. When asked what he'd do with the money, the guy says he'd spend it on orphanages and hospitals for the poor. Care to guess what happens to him?
Gomez wants to get his hands on the money, as does a stranger American fellow who arrived on the island. Can Nero get to the money and suck it out of the sea using that vacuum gadget and that huge inflatable ball? Would that even work in real life?
There's still the question of who Nero is and why he knows the money is there, and that gives him a chance to do his near-crying acting and have a few flashbacks. There's not much in the way of gunplay in this one but Enzo Castellari does get to punch Franco Nero right in the face. I wonder if that's why he gave himself such a big role? Some frustrations with his actors rising to the surface there.
Werner Pochath makes a good bad guy so we don't need to worry about that, but there's something strangely lacking from this one. I could have sworn it was aimed at kids until the end where people started getting eaten by sharks and harpooned in the chest. It's not a bad film, don't get me wrong - it's just not Castellari at his best.
Strange credits too - F. Nero? W. Pochath? Did they run out of money or something?